Hundred Acre Woods

On the Dailey's farm yesterday when push came to shove, yank came to pull or rather Mrs. Dailey did. We were allerted early that morning agian with a phone call from "Madge" saying that babys were do any time and we needed to hurry down there to help and enjoy the new babies.  When we got there Abigail there very preagnant and ready to pop doe was looking rather good for her "condition" and all seemed to be normal ( well as normal as normal comes with a goat in labor ). Then some thing odd happened there were three bubbles ( I am not very experienced at this so I was kinda waiting to see if I needed to help Mrs. Dailey to help Abby ) three bubbles hmmmm.  In my mind all seemed to be ok exept  Abby was a little too uncompfortable. And she had been pushing and struggling for much to long. So Mrs Dailey decided it was time to check things out and I am so glad I didnt have to help in that little venture, no instead I was to hold the flailing and rather ennoyed expectant mother while Mrs Dailey ............ helped.  Joy upon endless joy when we found out that the first baby ( or at least the one most anxious to get out ) was turned backwards and there were no feet to grasp only a tail. So that one was pushed out of the way and the second one was placed perfectly ( or as good as it comes).  It came out a beautiful baby boy with beautiful spots all over him and a black lip like his mamma.  Next to come was the baby turned around and that one came out in half a push, it was a wonderful baby girl who oddly enough came out looking just like her half sister. While we were just starting to fawn over her out came her little brother, another buckling that looked just like his dad in a raving pure white.

       Now thats not all the exitement going on around I recently was told that my sister-in-law is now expexting a little one. We are all very happy and proud of them. And greatly anticipating the up coming event.

       I would appreciate prayer for my aunt we just found out that she suffered a stroke and is now paralized on the left side and cannot speak clearly.

       Gods little reminders that there is no such thing as an ordinary day are becoming so frequent that I wonder, what is an ordinary day? Is it a day where everything goes acording to plan? Or a day where  everything in it seems to be good?  And would what we consider an ordinary be out of the usual? Perhaps the days we think are so odd are the days that are the most normal. People talk about going home after a vacation and say that it will be hard going back to an ordinary life where nothing seems to be an adventure. I suppose in a way those people also dont recognize a miracle when it happens right in front of them. Like turning down a wrong street and being irritated about it and when you finaly get back on the right track you are even more irritated because you have to stop in a trafic jam and when you finaly get up to where the trouble is you dont realize that the car that was right behind you had been in a wreck. God intervined and you dont even know it, you could now be dead but you dont give it another thought. This has happened to me and my family before we thank God that he spared us and we pray for whoever was in that car. When you start to walk one hundred miles and you at first think this is impossible but the only way for it to be possible is to take the first step.  Nothing is impossible with God and all it takes is an open mind and a first step to see what God is trying to show you. And I can guarintee you will be amazed.

       Sarah Daisy

Friday, March 7, 2008 - Untitled Comment

Posted by rildapeel1
Lots of excitement for you lately. I prayed for your Aunt and trust God is doing what is needed. I enjoyed your post. An ordinary day in my life is being extra ordinary for God adds extra Joy and lots of Him. What a great way of seeing Him all around us. May each day for you be greater than all those before. Have a blessed weekend! rilda *U*